Title: Because Of Me
Author: kawaii-kirei "KK"
Rating: PG-13 (I don't care if I'm just 10. XP)
Pairing/s: OliverEnrique and RobertJohnny
Summary: A Majestic's fic! Enrique did something that made Oliver miserable. But Enrique has no clue to what Oliver's sad about, and his other teammates won't tell him anything. So will Oliver tell him or will it stay a secret forever? Will questions be answered? Yaoi!! Don't like, don't read.
Author's Notes: Well, here's an edited version of Because Of Me! ^^;; I know you all probably hate me for not updating in
very long time. *ducks as various stuff gets thrown at her* GOMEN NASAI!!! @_@ L'see... I haven't updated this for... *checks calendar then eyes suddenly bulge out* SORRY FOR THE LANGUAGE BUT HOLY SHIT!!
I HAVEN'T UPDATED FOR SEVEN AND A HALF MONTHS!!! Yep, you all must hate me now. ^^;;
Warning/s: Yaoi and some cursing.
Disclaimer: I don't own BeyBlade, I don't own the Majestics, end of story, period. But I do own Kyra, Heather, Christine and Misho! XD
Because Of Me
- chapter 2 -
Heather and Christine almost broke the door as they rushed in, gasping for air. They were still pissed that there was no car to take them all the way up Robert's castle. And to make it worse, half the path they took was going upwards. But nonetheless, they still ran up the stairs. They would've broken a record by now.
"What-" They started, but was stopped by a hiss
"Hush! You're gonna wake Oliver!" A familiar voice was heard,
The room was quite large to be a room for just one person. The walls were painted a dark shade of purple and in the middle stood a bed, where Oliver was sleeping. The wall on the left side of the bed was a shelf that was full of sketchbooks, and beside the shelf was a large window that was covered in navy blue curtains. On the right side of the bed was two rooms. One was the closet, while the other was the bathroom.
Robert sat on a wooden chair beside Oliver's bed, while Johnny was behind him, squeezing the excess water from a white cloth and putting it on Oliver's forehead.
"Johnny?" Heather furrowed her eyebrows, "What happened?"
Christine walked to the other side of the bed slowly, trying not to make her feet squeak too much on the floor. "How's Oliver feeling?"
"I really don't know what happened but Robert tells me that Enrique cheated on French Boy over here." Johnny wiped the sweat off his forehead with his sleeve, "And not good. Oliver has a very high fever."
Heather moved out to close the door, "Maybe Chris can help. Her mother is a doctor. And don't worry, I'll wait for Kyra and Misho downstairs." Before finally disappearing beneath the doors,
"Well, can you?" Johnny raised an eyebrow at the blonde, who just shook her head while chuckling.
Christine smiled at Oliver's way, "I'll go get some medicine from backpack. My mother never lets me wander without a stack of medicines for who-knows-what. But I'm sure there's something that'll make Oliver's fever go down. Wait here." She ran her way to the door, and closed it silently.
"Poor Oliver...."
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Heather paced almost everywhere, while still waiting for the other two. A few minutes has passed, and it still didn't do her anything good. Where could those two be?! I'm getting paranoid here!
Just after that thought, the door burst open and Kyra and Misho came in, holding on to the door as they collected as much air as they could.
"Kyra! Misho!" Heather's eyes lit up,
Kyra rushed to her, and practically shook the brunette, "What happened?! Where's Oliver?!"
"Kyra! Stop shaking me!" Kyra did as she was told, "Oliver's upstairs in his room with Chris, Johnny and Robert. You go up ahead. Me and Misho here will take care of Enrique-poo when he comes back." Heather grinned at the thought,
Kyra nodded, thanking them over and over again, before dashing up the stairs.
Misho looked at Heather, who was still grinning widely. She raised an eyebrow raised, "I am not gonna let you pound Enrique."
Heather pouted, "Aw, shoot!"
It was then that Misho sensed something. "Oh yeah, Enrique's coming in five... four.. three... two... one."
The door opened.
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Enrique's POV
Hah! Another luck! Two girls in one movie! I know I have Oliver, but I'm bored... Yeah, I still love him; love him, but what fun can I get without some girls?
I walk back to Robert's castle, grinning from ear to ear, while flipping a coin in one hand over and over again. I wonder what'll I wear...
Ah, finally! Poof, any road to Robert's house is tiring! I know I should've bought my roller blades with me!
After getting my breath, I slowly opened the door.
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When Enrique came in, he was met with a slap. And let me tell you, it hurt. He scowled and looked forward, but he was only met with a Heather grinning in triumph. Enrique huffed, "What was that for?!"
Heather glared at him, "For being an idiot."
"Touché, Heather." Misho grinned,
"Aa, I thank you for giving me permission." They high-fived,
"Care to tell me why Heather just SLAPPED ME?!" Enrique pouted,
"I already said it. For being an idiot." Heather smirked as a death glare was sent her way, "Come on now, Giancarlo. You need to go to Oliver's room." She practically dragged the blonde up the stairs, with Misho following them with an amused look,
Enrique raised an eyebrow, "Why? Did something happen?"
"Do you want me to slap you again?!"
"Sheesh, okay, okay. No need to get feisty."
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Kyra opened the door slowly, already knowing that her older brother needed silence. After closing the door, she almost ran to the side of the bed, almost pushing Christine down to the floor.
"Sheesh, Kyra!" Christine pouted, trying not to lose her grip on the medicine,
"Désolé! Désolé! (Sorry! Sorry!)" Kyra bowed, "How's Oliver?"
"High fever." Robert simply replied,
Oliver yawned, obviously awake for the medicine. He nodded gratefully as Christine gave him a glass of water with two pills in it. After drinking it all up, he gave the glass back to Chris and forced a smile for Kyra, "I'm fine, sis. All I need is re-" Something hit him.
"How about 7 PM? Sound's good to you?" The girls just kissed him on the cheek and giggled, before walking away with a seductive smile.
Tears ran down his cheeks once more, as Kyra held him in place. "Ssh, Oliver. Don't worry. I'm sure Enrique didn't know what he was doing. Ssh." She patted his back in an effort to lessen his sobs,
It was then that the door to the room opened.[1] Heather and Misho came in, dragging a struggling Enrique by the shirt.
Oliver covered his face with his pillow once he heard Enrique's never-ending whines.
Heather gritted her teeth and hissed, "If you don't stop, I swear I'll slap you again!" Enrique stopped with a huff, "Thank you... Now, we're already here so I suggest you stand up." She and Misho loosened their grip on the poor boy's shirt,
If the scene wasn't so serious, Robert and Johnny would've laughed their hearts out to see Enrique getting bossed around by a a girl who's three years younger than him,
Enrique stood up, and almost regretted it once he saw his lover's shaking body beneath the blankets. "W... what happened?"
Sighing, Kyra ushered everyone except Enrique and Oliver out of the room. Enrique snapped out of his thoughts only when the door clicked, signaling that it was already closed.
Enrique took little steps, but sat on the edge of the bed once he got there. "O... Oliver?"
Oliver managed to choke out, "Yeah?" Before his sobs conquered him again,
Enrique sighed. Taking Oliver's shaking form in his arms gently, he let his lover dampen his shirt. "Don't worry, baby.... I'm here...." He bit his bottom lip as he affectionately stroke Oliver's green hair,
Oliver tensed and Enrique considered putting him back on the bed, when the French boy clutched his shirt tightly.
Oliver...
[1] The doors are making me dizzy... @_@
Author's Notes: Err... yeah... I think that this is more lousier than the original version. --;; But I'm thinking of making the third chappie full of fluff. ^^;; Hopefully I'll update sooner. *dodges as a laptop gets thrown her way*